Chapter 33

Slowly Liam opened his eyes, just a little bit as he felt someone touch his bare shoulder. He let out a small snort as consciousness came back to him, noticing a few things at once. That he was cuddling onto one of the frilly throw pillows that were on his bed, that his room was still dark, no sun seeping in through the curtains and that Miss Megan was standing over him. “Come on sweetheart, we have to get going.”

Sitting up he let out a yawn and stretched, not wanting to get a strike for dawdling he started to get out of bed. “Good morning Miss Megan.” he looked over at the time, his eyelids still halfway open. “It's early.”

“I know sweetheart, we have to hurry back to my place this morning. I didn’t bring anything for church with me, so we have to go there first. You can get ready there too, for now you go rush off and do your morning routine.” He saw her open his closet, but turned away when the light came on blinding him slightly before he left the room and moved to the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror Liam looked at himself groggily,he had forgotten Miss Megan had given him a home facial, complete with green night mask. After she had done it to him he did the same to her, it had been amusing when she offered to give daddy one. Liam let out a small giggle thinking back to him holding up a pillow like a shield to keep them away. In the end he ended up with the same green mask as them, though Liam doubted he really went to bed that way.

The giggled stopped quickly, both seeing and feeling his chest move with the movement of his chest and drawing his attention to the tan lines on his body. A lasting reminder of the day at the water park, a day he could think fondly of, but the tan lines reminded him of the bad parts of the day. After sitting to take care of his business Liam cleaned off the night mask, unsure if that meant he didn’t have to do everything this morning or if he still did and he didn’t feel up to engaging with Miss Megan. It was too early to be awake and he didn’t trust himself not to say something or not say something he should and end up with a strike. So he washed his face, exfoliated and then moisturized. Turning on his new electric toothbrush a surprise from daddy… Liam shook his head wishing he wasn’t first thinking about his brother like that.

The brush vibrated in his mouth as he ran it across his teeth and the railroad tracks that were **** upon him when his eyes widened a little in surprise. His nipples were becoming erect poking through his nightie and his dick started to get hard. “Slow down there, we aren’t doing that right.” He said looking down at his chest talking both to ‘his girls and his manhood.’ Getting turned on by brushing his teeth was something new and just one more thing that bothered him. Though by the time he was washing his mouth out a thought came to him. Jerking his head up he smiled at the pretty girl in the mirror. “It wasn’t him… if I’m getting turned on by a toothbrush then of course I did yesterday. I like girls.” He said, nodding to himself in the mirror like the reflection of Leah looking back at him was confirming his statement.

“I like girls, I like kissing girls, it feels good to kiss girls and if it feels good to kiss Jeremy. Then that just means it just feels good to kiss. I’m not gay, I’m not gay.” Just as he said the last word the bathroom door opened a crack, causing him to jump.

“Leah we have to hurry, but…” Megan opened the door more, stepping into the bathroom and closing it behind her. “If you need to talk about your sexuality I’m here for you. Everyone can see you aren’t gay with how much you like being with Jeremy and if is because you were looking at Candi or Bailey in their swimsuits you don’t hav anything to worry about. Every girl looks at other women and compares them to ourselves. Do you want to sit down and have the talk about sex with me?”

“No, umm didn’t you say we need to hurry?” Megan gave the feminized man a hug, leaving her hands on his shoulders as she pulled back.

“It is a standing offer if you need to talk about that or your period or anything like that, but you are right. Lets head back to my place.”

Liam gave her a few small nods, not wanting to ever have a discussion like that with her. He was way past needing to talk about sex and he really didn’t want to talk about a woman’s periods and tampons. “Thank you Miss Megan, let me just go get changed real quick.”

“No need sweetheart, you are just going from the house to my car, and then my car to my house. It is early no one will see you if you move quick.”

“Oh…” His initial reaction was to tell her no, but that would mean he wasn’t being a good girl and it would mean getting a strike. He had only had to use the dildo once yesterday and he didn’t want to remind her of the lapse. So he followed her out of the bathroom, the house still dark and the master bedroom door still closed. When he looked back to the door, wondering if his brother was coming Megan shook her head no.

Sprinting to the car Liam pulled on the back seats door handle, but the door didn’t budge. “Quick as a rabbit this morning, just give me a second.” Megan said, locking the front door of the house. Liam didn’t even consider the fact she had a key, only pulling on the door handle a few more times as he looked around to see if anyone was out to see him now that the sun was starting to come up.

The trip from his house to her’s normally took about twenty minutes, but this early with traffic it was little less than ten before they pulled into Megan’s driveway. Much to the relief of Liam when he was able to get into the safety of her house. All the way here he was slumping in his seat to avoid anyone seeing him in the babydoll, even though not many people were out and ignoring the fact that the windows were tinted. Taking a few breaths in relief as Megan looked on amused she started making her way down the hallway dropping off the bag she had for Leah to change into. Following her he stopped at the mirror halfway down the hallway to check his reflection like he had been taught before continuing on.

Between makeup, brushing his hair and getting dressed Liam was ready to go in little under an hour, a far cry from how long it took him to get ready to go anywhere before. He disliked taking up so much of his day to just get ready to go somewhere because he had to live as a stupid girl and no matter what he did the long nails got in the way almost as much as the swell to his chest. Today’s outfit was picked out to make him seem more pure he was sure, a long sleeved cotton blouse that came up his neck like a turtle neck, a pleated skirt that somewhere between cream and pink. “This is cute.” Liam said holding up the skirt and biting his tongue right after.

More than once now he has had to look through different outfits and explain to Miss Megan why he liked them and what piece of his existing wardrobe would it go well with. It was worse when he had to pick three skirts or dresses to tell his brother that he wanted and ask him if he thought he would be pretty in them. Today with the skirt he had on white tights and these cream colored three inch heeled booties with bow on the side. Adding the silver cross necklace he could see in the mirror a pretty teen girl looking innocent as can be and ready to head to church. No one was able to see he wore a white satin thong that he hated between his ass cheeks or a white lace and satin shelf bra that would probably have some of the stuffy church folk clutching their pearls if they knew he was wearing it there. Of course there were also his balls pushed up into his body, his deck pulled back and covered in the tuck kit. If they knew about that, the bible thumbers might try to burn him at the stake.

When Megan walked in the room she saw Leah shifting from one foot to the other and fidgeting with her hands as she looked down at the ground. More and more she was seeing Leah and less of Liam in how this person presented themselves. The previous night when they were giving each other facials after eating the vegan ice cream she hardly thought of Liam at all and with how little he was defying her she wondered how much fight was left in him. So far he had resisted her much more than Bailey. “You nervous about something today Leah? Or maybe feeling butterflies in your tummy knowing you are going to go to church with your boyfriend?”

“Oh! Hi Miss Megan, you look really pretty today. How do I look?” He ignored her slight about now having a boyfriend. He didn’t tell her, but apparently Jeremy’s mom was bursting at the seams happy when her little boy couldn’t keep it to himself. The truth was he was nervous about going to church, he hadn’t been there in so many years and definitely not looking like he did now. He didn’t remember much about his dream the other day, except he was in a wedding dress and the pastor was trying to kill him yelling that he was a heathen and shouldn’t be in a holy place.

“You look beautiful today Leah, turn around for me.” Liam did as she said, smiling at the praise. Learning makeup had been difficult, girls spent years picking it up, but when he practiced if he didn’t do it right it felt like she made him try again a hundred times before she would even see if he did it right. Today she gave him no corrections, he knew being good at makeup wasn’t something to be proud of, but getting her approval meant no punishments.

“I really like your outfit.” He said looking at the blonde woman up and down. He had said the compliment before to her without thinking about it, but she really did look good and his brother wasn’t even here to see it. She was wearing a black pleated skirt with a thin leather belt the skirt came halfway down her thigh, dark high denier pantyhose, a bright yellow long sleeve cotton blouse with a satin strip tied around her neck into a little bow like it was a necklace. Then down on her feet were a sexy pair of black booties with five tiny brass buttons on the front like they were used to close the shoes. He knew the red on the bottom of the four inch heel meant they were expensive.

“You like these?” She said, turning one of her heeled feet to the side when she saw Liam’s eyes lingering on her footwear. They were actually her sister’s shoes, a pair that Bailey had gotten her and she had borrowed. “I would let you borrow them, but I’m already doing that from my sister and your foot is a bit smaller than mine.”

“It's too bad, I wish I was as beautiful as you Miss Megan.” he said giving her a sweet smile. When he saw her tilt her head and just look at him appraisingly he wondered if the being overly nice bit had come across as sarcastic and if so would that mean he was in trouble?

“You are plenty beautiful Leah, you will see that for yourself when you are on stage at the beauty pageant. I appreciate the compliment though, thank you Leah. Now I bet you are hungry, we are going out for lunch after service so I will whip you up a shake.”

“Beauty pageant!?” Liam said, but he realized he must have been in his own mind for a second thinking about what she had just said because Miss Megan was no longer in the bedroom. Walking out he stopped again in front of the mirror in the hallway before making his way into the kitchen seeing Miss Megan mixing a few different powders into a glass before filling it with almond milk.

“Here you go, everything a girl on a diet needs to fill her up and help her grow.” Taking the glass after she put a straw in it he sucked in a mouthful wishing the concoction really could make him grow. If he had the same height and build as his brother everything would be different, but this wasn’t a new wish.

Sitting down on the edge of a seat by the kitchen table he put the glass down at the table, already seeing a lipstick mark on the white plastic straw. “Miss Megan, could we talk more about the pageant?”

Megan looked over at the clock over the stove before sitting down at the head of the table. “I know how much you always wanted to be Miss America and I thought I could help you with a high heeled step in the right direction. The weekend after next you might be the next Miss Young Beauty Queen. Don’t get too excited now, this is just a local pageant, but if you win there you will qualify to enter the Miss Teen Nevada contest. Isn’t that exciting!?”

“I… I…” Liam took another sip from the straw while he tried to wrap his head around what she was saying. “I’m so excited I don’t have any words.” With effort he smiled as brightly as he could at her without it looking completely fake, showing her his braces covered teeth. He understood why people were so shy about showing their teeth when they smiled when they had braces, needing them felt embarrassing, they made him feel more juvenile and the pink girlish touch only made it worse.

“I knew you would love it. We are going to need a lot of practice this week to make sure you win, and we need to think of a song for you to play with your saxophone.”

“I’m going to be playing at the pageant?!” His voice squeaked a little in fright. He had just picked up the instrument again, sure he was starting to remember the fingering, but he wasn’t ready for any type of concert.

“Of course sweetheart, that is why your father picked it up for you. He thought it would be perfect for your talent portion of the pageant.” The idea his brother had a hand in this felt like a betrayal, he couldn’t even so much as give him a heads up. First there was making Chuck making him say how he would be a good girl for his daddy and how much he loved his daddy, then there was singing nursery rhymes in the corner, wearing heels to bed and now this.

Liam didn’t respond to Miss Megan, just sat there at the time drinking his breakfast shake, while he tried to go over his options of running away again, but this time things were worse off than the last time he considered the option. At this point he wasn’t sure he didn’t have any option other than going to the police himself and hoping they believed him enough to get Miss Megan arrested along with him. If that was going to work he would need to get on her phone, her laptop and the computer in her home office to delete or throw away any evidence that made it look like he did this voluntarily. She wasn’t likely to leave all three unguarded at once, but he could try for the phone first and then the other two when the ditzy Bailey was babysitting him. Just hand the girl a card that said on both sides turn over and she would be kept busy for a while he was sure.

“Go rinse your glass out Leah, then you can grab your purse so we can head off to church.”